So, what is the first thing you do when you’ve discovered that your new neighbour posts audio porn online? You lie back on your back and plug your earphones in then go through all of his audios…all of them. You listen to his breaths, laughs and groans over and over until they’re imprinted into your mind. that’s what you do.
Then you imagined him. You imagined his plump lips clamped between his teeth as he stifles a groan. You imagined his bare chest rising up and down as he tried to suck as much air as he could. You imagined his black hair sticking to his forehead after he spends 10 minutes edging.
A/N: Y’all…I don’t even know where this came from. It’s total and complete ridiculous fluff!!!! Please enjoy!!
Felicity rushed through the door of the bakery ten minutes before the sign said they closed, the smell of sugar and dough hitting her before she was even fully inside.
“I am definitely in the right place,” she muttered to herself as she headed straight to the counter even though her suddenly growling stomach threatened to derail her mission. Her idea to throw Oliver a surprise birthday party was a good one, of that she was certain, but actually having to plan and organize the event was something else entirely. Luckily Thea had agreed to do the heavy lifting when it came to decorations which left Felicity in charge of food.
“Hi, how can I help you?” the woman behind the counter only looked slightly perturbed at having a customer barge in so close to closing.
“I need cupcakes,” Felicity said enthusiastically, eyes scanning the display case but not seeing anything she liked.
“We can pretty much do whatever,” the woman assured her, catching on that she hadn’t spotted what she wanted.
“Like maybe something chocolate and fudgey with green frosting?” she asked with a hopeful lift of her eyebrows. “But not like grass green or mint green, more like…Green Arrow green.”
The woman laughed, pulling out a pad to write down the order, “Your little boy is into superheroes? How many dozen?”
“Oh no, I don’t…I don’t have a son, little or big.”
“Sorry! Daughter. No reason girls can’t like Green Arrow either.” she said with a grin, leaning in a little closer, “I mean…have you seen the way he fills out those leather pants?”
Felicity felt her face flush as her hands curled tight, lips pressed into a straight line, “I um…I have not noticed. Nope. Never noticed that. Is it a good fit? I mean…sorry, never mind, we were discussing cupcakes for my non existent children.” she trailed off under her breath.
The woman looked at her a little strangely but nodded, “Chocolate fudge with green frosting. Any sort of decoration?”
She was about to say no when a thought crossed her mind, “I don’t suppose you have little arrows or something do you?”
“I have just the thing.”
Felicity watched as she looked through a drawer behind her, before turning back holding a small arrow attached to a toothpick.
“This will be the first Green Arrow party we’ve done. I might have to take some pics and put it on our instagram. Maybe you could share your own and tag us?”
“That uh…that might not be so easy.” Felicity stammered.
“Yeah, some parents are weird about their kids pictures being put on the internet, but I figured it didn’t hurt to ask. Now how many dozen?”
“I’ll take two dozen,” she said quickly though she knew they’d never eat that many, but if there were leftovers that would not be a problem. Then a thought hit her and she sighed, “You know what, make half of those vanilla. Rene doesn’t like chocolate and Curtis will only eat the icing anyways and–”
Head cannon: kim being jealous cause now that Trini is out in school (assuming she did that) girls are hitting on her and she can't do anything because they're not dating (just acts overprotective), so onetime she does and Trini is like relax dude I'm totally into you.
Ignore the fact that I’ve never actually felt jealousy lmao.
Listen, she’s happy for Trini. Kim’s so glad that Trini was ready to come out, that she’s no longer feeling the need to hide that part of herself. Honestly, Kimberly is absolutely delighted about that.
The problem, though, is that now every wlw is hitting on Trini. At first, Kim brushed her annoyance and intense need to tell them to fuck off as simply looking out for her fellow Power Ranger. Of course, such a lie can only last for so long.
Usually, all Kim lets herself do is be…slightly overprotective. She’ll walk in on some girl flirting with Trini and she’ll say some shit like, “Oh, hey, Trini! Jessica, how nice to see you. Weren’t you supposed to meet Jake earlier? He’s looking for you.”
And, honestly, it’s pretty pathetic, but at the very least, it works. Most of the time, all Trini will do is quirk an eyebrow so Kim likes to think she’s being subtle about it.
One day, though, Kim can’t take it. Trini spends the entire day at school surrounded by beautiful, and most importantly, sapphic women. There’s no way she could get them to leave without being overtly suspicious and so Kim spends the entire day stewing in her annoyance and wallowing over her situation.
When the bell rings and the two of them are walking to the spaceship to train—Trini finally without her gaggle of annoyingly dumb fangirls—Kim explodes.
So you know how humans just have these weird ‘systems’ sometimes going on Int heir pretty heads? Yeah, so I thought it’d be funny to imagine an alien encountering one of them.
“Human Kate, you look awfully stiff. Are you feeling unwell? Please, do not hesitate to ask upon us if there is anything or anyone you need.
“N-no, just… it’s like 2 am right now and I like realllllyyy need to use the loo. Gonna piss my self at this rate. Say you mind I use urs instead?”
“What’s wrong, Human Kate? Is there anything wrong with our five human facilities? Are you uncomfortable? Is there something we might’ve done wrong. Our crew is new to your species so we’d like to rejuvenate any of our mistakes as soon as possible.”
“No no no. Chill man. It’s just tHE- CoCKRoaches WE HAVE AN AGREEMent BEYOND 1am AND THE TOILET IS THEIRS BUT I REALLY HAVE TO GO LIKE OH SHI-”
The alien looks confused as Kate flees for god knows where on their ship. Most probably to relieve herself. They search up ‘cockroach’ and have found that it is in fact an non-intelligent insect (in terms of communication within species outside their own) and wonder why and how did this ‘cockroach’ and their human Kate come into an 'agreement’ to the sharing of the toilet when agreements supposedly mean to have two or more parties come into harmony in accordance to opinion or feeling.
Because, the two can’t even communicate intelligently so how is it an agreement?? Besides, humans are much larger than cockroaches so why does Kate even look FEARFUL?
Weren’t they fearless?
Human Kate says: fear comes in different forms and if you take that god forsaken creature even within 64 steps of me I will end you. Rip your bloody antennas out as shove them down your throat!
Alien is scared and silently worships the creature cockroach who is able to provoke feelings of such fear into Human Kate.
The reverence only increases as Kate throws another threat about dragging their insect asses so deep into Australia where the sun don’t shine.
Pairing: George x Reader Request: Request where (Y/n) gets dosed with a love potion by someone else, but she accidentally falls for one of the twins instead A/N: Sorry it’s been ages! It’s very late at night so this hasn’t been edited. Also, where I go into detail about how the first person the drinker sees is who they fall for, that was pulled directly out of my ass souly for the purpose of the story because the wiki didn’t have much on the other potions that weren’t amortentia so I made it up Squicks: little bit of swearing
He sort of blackmailed me into it. Seamus Finnigan knew about the shipments for the store that we were hiding in the Docks, and threatened to go to McGonagall if we didn’t help him out.
“Which one of you is the least crap at potions?” he had asked me and Fred, smiling while thinking of all the possibilities now that he had us under his thumb.
“Neither of us are shit at potions mate,” Fred stood up for himself, sneering down at the little stain who thought he could boss us around.
“Alright, if one of you can get a love potion to me by tomorrow night I’ll keep your little secret, howzabout it?”
We had no clue what he wanted a love potion for, but we didn’t really care. The less we had to spend dealing with that git the better.
“You’re the least shit at potions,” Fred said to me once Seamus had buggered off, “do you wanna make it?” I groaned in response, honestly not wanting to go through the trouble of sneaking into Snape’s little pantry to get out some shit that I don’t even want, then go to the trouble of making this damn thing, again when it isn’t even something I want.
We stayed up that night making the blasted potion, Fred insisting that he was there for encouragement purposes. Not many people knew that I was actually alright at Potions, especially since Snape would never dream of giving me the marks to show it…
At around 3 in the morning, the stupid potion was done. We poured it into one of the empty bottles from the ingredients that we nicked, and snuck back up to Gryffindor tower. On our way back up to our dorm, we made sure to make a stop on the way. “Oi, what the f—“ Seamus started, freaking out at the sudden awakening of Fred shoving him, “There’s your perfume, now get off our backs,” I whispered sharply at Seamus, as he took the bottle and told us to piss off.
— — Morning (Regular POV) — —
Fred and George were at the Gryffindor table, their lack of sleep evident in their flippant attitude and tired looks. They broke out of this mood, however, when Seamus grasped their curiosity. He was whispering to Dean, holding the glass bottle filled with the cherry pink potion that George had made a few hours ago.
“What have you got, Seamus?” Ron called out, nothing his shifty behaviour as well as the unusual bottle. He was immediately shushed and shot an intimidating glare with wild hand movements, “Keep it down, Weasley! It’s a love potion idiot, I’m going to get Y/n to be all over me!” Seamus laughed, while Ron, Hermione and Harry all looked awkwardly and warily each other.
Fred’s eyes widened as he looked over at his twin, who had an angry expression on his face, mixed with fear. George, much like Seamus, had feelings for Y/n, and Fred knew about it because, well, of course he does. The two weren’t particularly close with Y/n, but that didn’t stop George crushing over her constantly.
Seamus and Dean laughed, as they nodded to each other, silently setting their plan in motion. Before George had the chance to do anything, Dean had started a conversation with Y/n, causing her to look away from her breakfast, while Seamus poured the contents of the bottle into her orange juice. George looked at Seamus with a panicked expression, only to have it returned with Seamus’ glare, wordlessly sending him a warning of what he’ll do if George blew his cover.
Fred quietly swore to himself, the gears in his brain trying to work out a solution, while George weighed out his options: lose Y/n or lose the shop. In these moments, the answer was obvious to George, but as he looked back at her, she was already bringing the glass to her lips.
“Y/N—!” George tried to warn her. As she drank the liquid she looked across the table at George, her eyes lingering on him. Seamus and Dean laughed and high-fived from behind her, as she put the glass back on the table.
Now would be a good time to take note on the assortments of love potions. There are five known assortments of love potions, each with assumingly different effects. George, having not opened up the shop with his brother yet, had not yet needed to test out these different types. Unlike Amortentia where the giver of the potion is the one the drinker will be infatuated with, it’s the first person that the drinker sees that they will be infatuated with in this case.
— — George’s POV — —
She kept staring at me, as if something was stopping her from looking away. A smile slowly formed on her lips, as she rested her head in her hands, still staring at me.
“Y/n? You alright there?” Fred asked, moving his head next to mine to try and get her to look at him. She kept staring, her smile big as she replied in an airy voice, “never been better”.
Seamus, clearly annoyed, sat directly next to Y/n and moved her head with his hands so that she was facing him, “Helloooo?” he said into her face,
“I’d rather look at George Weasley,” she giggled, looking back at me, her head resting in her hands again, “God, you’re handsome, isn’t he handsome, er, whatever your name is,” she said to Seamus, causing Fred and Dean to laugh and Seamus to look like he would explode with anger.
“Uh, how about we go for a walk?” I suggest quickly, standing up as more people start to pay attention to the small scene.
Y/n gasped with excitement, “yes! Let’s go on a loooong romantic walk together!”
I start to walk toward the door with Y/n walking on the other side of the table at the same pace, watching me still with that smile.
Fred nudged me, “George, mate, don’t get sucked into it, it’s the potion talking—“
“I know,” I say quietly back, “we’re going to the hospital wing”.
Walking all the way up to the hospital wing was nothing short of a nightmare. All I’ve wanted was for Y/n to have feelings for me, but there’s only so many compliments, hand holding, cuddles and heart eyes one man can take in the space of five minutes.
“What’s the problem?” Madam Pomfrey asked,
“Y/n’s been slipped a love potion,” Fred says, as I hold up my arm which Y/n is hugging.
“Ah, I see,” Madam Pomfrey says sceptically, “I hope you realise that love potions are banned from Hogwarts…”
I explained to her that I wasn’t the one to slip Y/n that blasted potion, but how I was the first one she looked at afterwards. She thankfully believed me, and sat the dazed Y/n down on one of the hospital beds and handing her an antidote.
“Isn’t he dreamy…” Y/n giggled, eyes back on me.
“I think it best that the two of you leave, or else the antidote will take much longer to work,” Madam Pomfrey explained, as Y/n flipped her hair and sent me a wink.
Fred and I both agreed, and we said good-bye to Y/n, to which she started crying. “Noooooo George, I don’t want you to leave, pleeeeeeease!” she whaled.
“It would make me really happy if you just stayed here and got some rest, alright?” I asked her, looking down at my hand that she had taken in her own. It stung that she was only acting as if she was in love with me because of a potion, and that she didn’t really have any of these feelings towards me, not really. I wanted to get out of there soon as possible so I wouldn’t have to think about that, but there was also something that felt perfect about my hand being in hers.
After a few hours, a healthy Y/n walked cautiously through the portrait hole of the Gryffindor common room. A few people saw her and giggled amongst themselves, embarrassment clear on Y/n’s face. A few hours ago she couldn’t keep her eyes off me, and now she couldn’t even bring herself to look in my direction, instead looking at the floor as she walked past the Gryffindors, towards the stair case leading to the dormitories.
“Y/n, hold up,” I say, taking hold of her forearm as we were half way up the staircase. She turned around, taking a moment before gaining the confidence to look up at me.
“Y/n, I know you probably feel like shit, and if there’s anything I can do I’ll do it, but I didn’t slip you that love potion, I wouldn’t do that to you,” I try to explain. I wasn’t trying to defend myself, I just wanted to ease some of the embarrassment that she was feeling. I repeat the story of how it all happened, and I could see her face soften. “I wouldn’t do anything to force you to have feelings for me, I know you don’t feel that way about me,” I say, not meaning to sound as deflated as I felt.
Y/n looked at me, not the same way as this morning, but with a curious look, as if briefly studying me.
“I do like you, George,” she said, smiling at the look of astonishment on my face.
“You… What?” is all I manage to say, causing her to laugh,
“Yeah, I like you a fair bit, maybe not crazy in love like this morning,” she smiles, “but there’s definitely something there. I’ve already made a fool of myself in front of you today, so I might as well admit it all now,” she says with a shrug.
I don’t say anything for a few seconds, because what do you say back to that? The girl who went from head-over-heels in love with me to what I thought would be her despising me, and now meeting in the middle to her fancying me, it’s a lot. So, with no words coming to mind to save me, I kissed her. I wrapped my arm around her, my free hand resting on her jaw, as she kissed me back almost immediately.
We parted, and I couldn’t help but smile. Who knew that Seamus being such a dick could’ve turned out this good?
A fan musical of the book Carry On by Rainbow Rowell using songs from many musicals (and a few non-musical songs). Each song is annotated with a quote or reference to the book to demonstrate where in the book the song is taking place. Sadly, the annotations are not available on mobile. :( (Please suggest any songs and/or quotes you feel need to be added!) Incredible cover art by @ddoale ! Go check out their blog; their art is fantastic and they are a really cool person!! (And so talented!!! Like holy s m o k e s)
Since the songs have annotations that don’t show up on mobile, I’ll put them under the cut! Hope you enjoy!!
Masquerade III: The Rules of the Game – (The Real) Part 6 (Jungkook x Reader x another BTS member)
One must know the rules of the game, in order to come and play.
!! If you haven’t, please read the first two sagas in this series: MASQUERADE & Masquerade II !! [There will be spoilers if you read this story first.]
Summary: With Club Masquerade’s original hosts “graduating” one at a time, it’s up to the newcomers to pick up the slack and keep the customers happy. And who better to take the reins than the notorious Red Mask’s prodigy, Jeon Jungkook. But things become a bit difficult when you come into the picture, with your desire to do research on the rules of love and dating through your experience with your host. Will Jungkook be able to satisfy your curiosities… or will someone else?
Jungkook x Reader x BTS member [Read on to find out who >:P] (ft. Jimin & Hoseok) CEO au, Host au, Cop!Kook au Fluff & Smut
A/N: Thanks again for being so patient :) It’s been a crazy few weeks for me with BTS & with work >< but I’m glad I finally was able to finish the update woo ~ I placed another “Keep Reading” link so as usual if it isn’t opening, shoot me a message ~ Enjoy!
it me or is Mr. Park staring at us creepily?“ You hummed as you and
Jungkook got settled inside your cubicle.
Jungkook glanced over to find Jimin
grinning widely in front of the cubicle with his arms crossed, not saying a
"Um can we help you?”
Jimin clutched his chest and fell to
the side of the cubicle dramatically. “I can’t believe my two favorite
people didn’t trust me enough to confide in me!!”
Your eyebrow rose at the sudden
change of behavior and emotion. “What’re you talking about Mr. Park?”
"No.“ Jimin exhaled and
looked forlorn. "Don’t mind me. I apparently am not worthy enough to be
told of your love…after I went to such lengths to get you two together.”
At work, Jared didn’t let himself get too close to you. He skirted past Jensen’s questions, changing the subject without being obvious as much as he could.
During free time in Vancouver, he spent what he could getting to know River. He’d told you after an afternoon of pizza and movies while you ran errands, that he hoped his other kids grew up to be as wild and carefree as River had. He loved his sense of humor, loved how he smiled through anything, and always looked for the good in a situation. Loved his quick wit that was beyond his years. And you loved that Jared was so taken with his son.
But back home in Texas, it was different. He had assured Gen that there was nothing between you and him, but as far as she knew, your son was just that. Your son. He never mentioned River to her. Never brought it up after the phone call. She had called to talk to Jensen about it, to ease her worries. “They barely talk at work. Sometimes she sits with us to eat, but as far as I know, that’s it.”
He chuckled softly. “I get it. Don’t worry, okay. He loves you more than anything.”
Hi, so this is my first fic on here. I want to give a BIG thanks to my best friend @pumpernickelbae. She read this as I wrote it and she encouraged me to finish it, so thanks! Hope you enjoy, please like and reblog it if you liked it.
Pairing: Daveed Diggs x Reader
Warnings: Cursing, some asshole kids
You’d always hated working at the diner. Sure, you had a great boss and you made money, but come on. The diner itself was filthy; it always smelled of grease, artificial strawberries, cologne and perfume. The amount of people who walked in there with way too much cologne or perfume was ridiculous. But also, the diner kept you from going to school full time. You had nowhere near enough money to go to college, so you had to spend as much time as possible working at the diner, which made for a barely there social life. For now, night classes were the only thing you could afford, and even that was a struggle to continue to pay for. It was hard to keep up school, a full-time job and a boyfriend.
Let the Seasons Past || Soulmate!Junhui || Oneshot
GENRE: fluff, soulmate!au, childhood friends?, growing up and all its glory
BLURB: We met in summer, loved in spring. Hurt in winter, so may autumn bring…
A/N: Wrote this in one seating and mildly inspired by my own experiences lol can you feel the /awkward/
You knew it was him from the moment you met.
It was the summer when you were both fifteen; shy and awkward, still growing out of your preteen years and into your teenage ones. He said hello and smiled, so bright and beautiful that your heart skipped and your stomach flipped. He wasn’t the first boy you had met but he was the first one to have such an effect on you and the only one who stuck around even when you turned him away.
“My name’s Junhui,” he introduced himself, voice deep and clear, sending something plunging, plunging into your stomach. It sat there, that unknown feeling, until it swirled into a mini whirlpool and turned you into a blushing mess. You didn’t seem to know what to do with your hands so you stuck them to your side.
“I’m Y/N,” you answered a little nervously but smiling so widely your cheeks ached. He was so beautiful with his dark hair and almond eyes and you were failing hard at being nonchalant. But it wasn’t just his looks. It was… The way he looked at you, really looked at you, asking questions and making you feel important and interesting in a way no other had cared to do before.
You two spoke less than ten sentences to each other that first time but it was a conversation that would last a lifetime. How easily it would all have slipped away if neither of you had taken the chance to say hello, and every day you were glad you did.
Yamaguchi doesn’t really like to read minds. He always feels as if he’s invading people’s privacy. But, sometimes, he simply has to do it. What happens, when he tunes into some random person’s mind on a crowded train, though?
The poll is rather popular, here goes the winner (32%). The second fic was really close behind it.
It’s been 8 months since you left your previous boyfriend, Will and considering the 3 years of mental, emotional, and physical abuse he put you through, you were doing great.
“So are you coming tonight?” Tyler asked when he called you.
“Yeah, I plan to. Why are you so eager for me to be there?” you asked your best friend since 4th grade.
“There is someone I want you to meet. You guys are seriously perfect for each other.” he said.
“Tyler, I don’t need you to set me up with anyone. I can find people on my own.”
“Clearly not good people. Shall I even bring up Will?” he said. Tyler always hated Will from the beginning and Tyler was always there for you when he hurt you.
“Shut up. I’ll see you later.” you said your goodbyes and hung up.
Tyler was really protective over you, you two were basically like siblings. So this guy he wants you to meet must be really special.
After getting ready for the party it was time you head out.
Once getting to the party you were greeted by a really excited Tyler.
“Y/N! How you been?” he asked pulling you into a hug.
“Great. But enough about me, how are you.”
You two talked for a while before a guy with bright yellow hair caught your eye from across the room.
“Hey who’s that?” you asked Tyler pointing to the man with yellow hair.
“Oh that’s Josh, the guy I wanted you to meet. He’s the drummer for my band.”
“Oh. Why have I never met him before?” you asked because you’ve been to plenty of their concerts but never saw him.
“Y/N don’t forget Will never let you see me the entire time you dated.” he pointed out.
“God do you ever let go of things?” you joked.
“No. Now do you want to meet your perfect match or not?” he said grabbing your wrist and it made you jump. “Oh shit, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.”
“No, It’s okay. I just get shocked when people grab at me.” you said looking to the floor.
“You okay?” he asked.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” you said looking up to see the Josh was walking your way.
“Hey Tyler, who’s this pretty girl you’re talking to?” Josh asked Tyler.you blushed and looked down to your feet before looking up again to see Tyler with a smirk on his face.
“This is my very best friend, Y/N.”
“Oh wow real nice Tyler, didn’t know you had another best friend.” Josh joked. “So you’re the famous Y/N Tyler talks about all the time.”
“Really, he does? Hopefully all good things.” you said.
“I’ll catch up with you two love birds later.” Tyler said then walking off.
“Lovebirds? I think that was kind of fast to label.” you said admiring Josh’s face.
“Well from everything Tyler has told me about you, I feel like I’ve known you for years.”
For the next 2 hours or so you two flirted back and forth.
“It’s getting kind of late, I should probably get going soon.” you said once the conversation started to die.
“Come on the night’s still young. Come dance with me.” he said standing and offering a hand.
“Okay, why not.” you said letting him lead you to a place to dance to the music.
While dancing and talking you saw a familiar face looking at you from afar. It was Will, he looked angry and your anxiety kicked in.
“Y/N are you okay?” Josh asked but you could barely her him. You just stood there staring at Will.
“Hey, Y/N is that your ex?” Josh asked and it pulled you from your stare.
“How did you know about him?”
“Tyler told me.” he said. “Let’s go somewhere else, okay? I’ll get someone to get him out of here. You’re safe with me.” he said leading you away to another room.
“Thank you Josh.” you said sitting down on the couch in the new room.
“No problem. I just texted a friend and he’s taking care of him. You don’t need to worry.” he said placing a hand on your knee. You looked up into his eyes and you couldn’t stop looking into them.
They were soft and kind looking, unlike the mean cold ones you were use to.
“This might be totally out of line, but can I kiss you?” Josh asked and you nodded.
The kiss was like nothing you felt before. There was an unfamiliar feeling behind it. Love maybe?
You pulled away for air and you both smiled at eachother.
“Y/N?” Josh said taking your hand in his.
“You’re beautiful and this might be too soon, but you make me feel something different from anything I’ve ever felt before.” you blushed as he spoke.
“Josh it’s never too soon to confess your feelings.” you said leaning in and closing the gap between your lips and his.
“Thank god. I thought you would think I was a freak or something.”
“How could I think you’re a freak. You’re so kind and might I add very handsome.” you said making him blush.
“What do you say I take you on a date? This weekend you, me, and where ever you want to go.”
“That sounds very lovely.”
You exchanged numbers and you realized it was getting a little late.
“I really should get going now. I have work in the morning.” you explained.
“I’ll walk you to your car, I should head out too.” he said standing and taking your hand in his again.
He lead you outside to your car where he held onto your hand for a while and looked into your eyes. You did the same. Something about those big brown eyes were so captivating to you.
“I had a really good time. Thank you.” you said placing a kiss on his cheek and letting go of his hand.
“I did too. I’ll talk to you later.” he said moving so you could get into your car.
You sat in your seat and closed the door before rolling down the window.
“Bye Y/N.” Josh said placing a kiss to your forehead.
“Bye Josh.” with that you drove away with a huge smile on your face. You heart was seriously melting. God Josh was so nice. You couldn’t believe you spent so much time with that asshole named Will, when there was a perfect man out there named Josh.
Once you pulled into the parking garage of you apartment building you heard your phone go off.
It was a text from Josh
Had a really good time. Call me tomorrow after work so we can work out some plans for that date you promised me. Good night beautiful.
Will do. Good night Josh.
There was that familiar melting of the heart you were feeling earlier.
Tom Wilson one where Tom and the reader are good friends and
Tom eventually realizes he has feelings for her and is very nervous to tell
her. but eventually does. She gets mad and upset bc she doesn’t think he’s
being serious and is only in it for one thing but then a few days later
realizes she does have feelings for him and they end up together after having a
talk? Friends to lovers is my favorite trope lol
Note: This request was so cute, I hope it was what you wanted. Feedback is always welcome! :)
“And you’re going to be gone for how long?” you asked for
the thousandth time, popping the hatch on Tom’s SUV, watching as he dragged his
final two bags down the sidewalk.
“About 3 months. I’ll be back in time for training camp.” he
said, coming stop beside you, his muscle straining as he lifted one of the bags
into the trunk.
“That’s such a long time.” you sighed. “I’ll actually have
to go out and make friends of my own.” you chuckled.
“It’s not like you don’t have plenty of options. You’re in
one of the most populated cities on the east coast.” he said, rolling his eyes.
“Someone other than me is bound to find you tolerable.”
“Wow, thanks.” you replied with a laugh, lightly punching him in the shoulder. “After you’re out of high school
making friends is hard. And I’ve been stuck with you as a best friend for so
long I never really needed to go out and make friends before.”
“Stuck with me?” he said in mock offense. “Just come back home
with me. I’m sure your parents would love to see you. We can hang out with the
old high school crew.”
“Tom, not all of us have jobs that allow us to work out and
do whatever the fuck we want for three months out of the year.” you said,
shooting him a look. “I have a job I need to go to every day.”
“I know, I know.” he muttered. “You are coming to visit,
“Yeah, I’ll be there the first week of July.”
“Alright, I’ll make sure I clear my schedule.” he said,
reaching up and closing the door. He grabbed the backpack off the ground,
walking to the driver’s side door, you following close behind. Tossing the bag
into the passenger’s seat he turned to you, pulling his keys out of his pocket.
He slid his extra apartment key off the key chain, handing it to you. “Just
stop by every other week, make sure nothing’s flooding or broken.” he said
handing it to you.
“I know the drill.” you said, taking the key and putting it
in your bag.
“And just because I have a swankier place than you, don’t
use it to impress some sleaze ball lobbyist or something and for the love of
God, please don’t have sex on my couch.”
“Fuck you. Sounds more like something you would do.” you
said, raising your eyebrows at him.
Synopsis: Texting leads to phone calls and feelings…
Warnings: There’s a little talk about nightmares and depression in this chapter. Nothing too in detail, though.
Author’s Note: Continuation of the Tabi fluff! <3 Although things get a little more “real” in this chapter. There’s feels & stuff… lol
This is a work of fiction. This story contains fictional
representations of real people. None of the events are true. This is
from an American standpoint, so some of the situations may not happen
the same way they might in Korea. I make no money from the writing of
this fictional work.